Thursday, October 29, 2015

Chapter 00014, The Bum Classification










The Bum Classification





Chapter 00014











I have had a lot of noise assaults all day. This ranges from continual doors by these asshole roaches across from me, motorcycle scum turds gunning bikes up and down the street near my window, and a lot more. Also, I have had word disappearing computer hacks, error screen pop up hacks on my TWB APP, and other annoyances and harassment's done technologically against me. Also, my health is under the weather from all the stress and death attacks of all of this, as if you care at all, Sheriff Mascara, sir, of Saint Lucie County, Florida, USA Earth Sol Milky Way Galaxy, (FLUSAESMWG).

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To quote Diana, Waterfalls are so awesome”.














I wish I could die in the fucking electric chair, so terribly badly!

Some sweet day, we;ll be together, lightning my awesome TQ!But for right now, I need to boot off an don, as the fuckiGN jerk off dirt bag enemies have discombobulated my Open Office Spell Check program again, like what else is fucking new?










I MUST BE THE MOST FUCKING COCK SUCKING IMPORTANT ''NOBODY'' ON THIS PLANET. IF I WAS SO TOTALLY UNIMPORTANT TO THESE POWERFUL WORLD OWNERS, THEY WOULD BE PAYING A LOT MORE ATTENTION TO THEIR OWN MISERABLE ROTTEN SICK TWISTED FUCKING LIVES, THAN BE WORRYING ABOUT GOOD OLD FUCKING PITIFUL NOBODY MARK WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN MOHR, 24-7-365.2422!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SINCE THIS IS NOT WHAT IS GOING ON, THEN THIS NOBODY CRAP, IS NOT REALITY. JUST BECAUSE NONE OF THE REAL NOBODY'S KNOW OF ME, MEANS DIDDLY SQUAT. No one alive can know what being me is all about. What I have seen around me would dwarf seeing a fleet of UFO ships surrounding the planet and dropping down hot fudge sundae ice cream cups from the great and powerful Kate's Abseacon Dairy Queen, of 1997 Pleasantville, New Jersey, USA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I kid you not, kind ladies and gentlemen. Well, I am just about to CROSS OVER. Not from Astral to Physical or vice versa. I speak of the 6 figure blog page hits. I want to thank my few readers around this globe for putting me over that line in the sand. It is probably meaningless, but I just wanted to live long enough to see it. Now I can go in my mother fucking sleep peacefully, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEE!











OCTOBER 30, 2015,

FRIDAY MORNING AT 1:31,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 75 DEGREES FNHT.

RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 94%, IT IS FEELING 79.

STEADY W WINDS ARE AT 3.





































Sue Ann, Suzanne, or Suzy Anna, it's all the same dam thing to me, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But she did have one really far out last Italian name, if memory serves me correctly, huh Mizz Hollister???????






























I WAS SO SCARED THAT DAY IN MAY, WHEN YOU'RE FAVORITE GAME YOU'D PLAY. AS YOUR 1-2-3, KEPT SIGNALLING ME THAT YOU'RE THERE. I DIDN'T SEE JUST HOW, OR WHAT I HAD. AND INSTEAD I GOT SO MAD. I TOOK OUT THE PHONE, AND WAS CUT OFF ALONE, AND I MADE MY BABY SAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM SO SO SO SORRY, MY WONDERFUL LOVELY BEAUTIFUL LIGHTNING.


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LET IT SHINE, LET IT SHINE, LET IT SHINE.






ALL STROBELIGHTS OF MINE.

WE'RE GONNA' LETTEM' SHINE.

JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME,

THEY'RE GONNA' REALLY SHINE.

I MAY NOT BE DOING FINE

MY BOX'LL BE MADE OF PINE,

LET IT SHINE, LET IT SHINE, LET IT SHINE.



I GOT A THING TO SAY,

THERE'S GONNA' BE SOME HELL TA' PAY.

I GOT A THING TO SAY,

THIS COULD REALLY WRECK YOUR DAY.

I MAY BE WITHOUT A DIME,

AND MY LIFE MAY BE FULL OF SLIME.

LET IT SHINE, LET IT SHINE, LET IT SHINE.



















BLACKEN MY EYE WILL YA, SUANNE AT PCI IN 1973.


















Whether shopping for a home or a car or a giant TV set; or looking for symbolic parallels to life's many mysteries; seek and we will find. I don't say that. The gods say that, or the greatest of all of them, Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle. I'd never ask you to just listen to my ideas or words. Open up the freaking bible!!!


















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Maybe it's your browser, YO. And then again, maybe it's your knees; Mark Wayne Mohr. Actually my lovely goddess Gina didn't say ''maybe''. She knew when we were playing BABYSITTER that day at the hotel I used to work at in 1984 and into early 1985, The McIntosh Motor Inn of Mount Laurel, New Jersey, USA, that it was my puny weak body giving out as she pushed against me, and I went straight into the wall. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!









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Just in case you don't yet know, sure there is a god almighty and there is a Satan-devil. But god ain't white bearded, a guy, or sitting on a dam fucking throne with some asshole on each side of 'him'. Satan the devil has no pitch fork, no horns, and definitely, give me a fucking break, NO TAIL! His only tail is that dumb tale. This power exists, and it is real. It is not some silent dead cosmos out there. This force is cosmos, it has two sides to its coin, and it chooses different players inside itself to play all sorts of wild incredible games with. BUTTTTTT, when it is all said and done; from nuclear war, to meteor strikes wiping out large animals sixty-five million years ago, and again with that 65number, but all of it, GAMES---GAMES---GAMES; AND HERE IS ANOTHER GAME, called symbolism!!!!!!!!!!!!








GUESS—-GUESTS---GAMES---SARAH KRASSLE---ESS, or the great and powerful (GAP) Exploratronic Supermind Society!!!!!!!!!!







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YOU KNOW THAT STUPID FUCKING BIPOLAR TV COMMERCIAL THAT SHOWS THAT BUTTWIPE DUDE CRYING AND LAUGHING? IN MY MOTHER FUCKING DAY, HAVING NORMAL EMOTIONS WAS NOT SOME CRIME THE WAY IT IS TODAY. NOW WE ARE ALL DEMANDED AND COMMANDED TO BE JUST LIKE MISTER MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE SPOCK ON STAR TREK, AND I AM HERE TO TELL YOU, IT AIN'T NATURAL, AND IT IS CAUSING ALL OF THIS MOTHER FUCKING SHIT TO BE GOING NUTS, ALL OVER THIS FUCKING SCREWED UP GLOBE, RIGHT DOWN TO AMERICA'S GUN VIOLENCE SPREE OF THE PAST 20 YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!








HAPPY HALLOWEEN, OR AS MANY PEOPLE ON THE ASTRAL PLANE SAY, “TRICKY TEET TEET”.


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Life stopped for me a long time before Trump's dam Castle Casino crushed my life to shit. I cannot in good conscience blame my distant cousin for this. But I can blame him for some things that he did do to me, and Steve told me a few things before he left this world for Tricky Teeteetville!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'd rather just keep my mother fucking mouth shut for right now, Sheriff Mascara sir.

















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You need to view and enjoy two fantastic movies of the past late century, THE TRUMAN STORY and LAWN MOWER MAN-2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




WHAT WAS SPOKEN ABOVE IS JUST THAT SIMPLE, AND WITH OR WITHOUT RED COLOR COLORADO JOHN HENNINGSEN. IT ALSO, TO QUOTE THE GREAT DENNIS SNYDER 9 TIMES OVER, “IS JUST REALITY, SON!!!!!!!!!!! And whether or not it MATTERS, or doesn't MATTER; don't let them touch, huh Cuzz Don, back in August of 2009!!!!!!!!




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Legal College Football Betting Online 2015/2016


USA FlagThe popularity of legal online college football betting grows stronger every year. According to CNBC, anywhere from $60 - $70 billion is illegally wagered on college football each year in the US alone. And the Nevada Gaming Commission says that more than $1 billion is handled on football wagering in that state every year. Global ownership of smartphones has surged to more than 1 billion, more than 350 million PCs with Internet connectivity are sold annually, and there are more than 2.5 billion web surfers around the world. Factor in the incredible popularity of the NCAA college football product which delivers some of the greatest amateur athletic performances on the planet each year, and you have the perfect marriage of worldwide, always available Internet access and the rabid desire for a legally accessible web-based gambling platform. Make no mistake about it, betting on the outcome of college football games is a much bigger industry than is the USA college football business itself. Legal NFL betting figures are also staggering.

When you consider the size of the financial numbers involved, as we mentioned above, it is pretty much a foregone conclusion that more US states and other jurisdictions around the world will move forward in the near future to legally offer and endorse online gambling on college football contests, since it is obviously an activity desired by many, with huge financial benefits available. However, just as there have been huge changes at the global level concerning the legality of online gambling the last few years, change is probably in store over this controversial topic in the future as well. As veteran online gamblers ourselves, we developed this site to keep you informed about all aspects of legal online betting, so check back frequently for updates. If you are interested in finding out some helpful betting information for this upcoming college football season, then check out our updated 2015 college football preview.

One thing that is certain is that the popularity of, and need for access to, legal online NCAAF betting is probably only going to increase as the population of the United States and the world continues to grow. Millions of responsible adults enjoy spicing up their viewing experience by placing a wager on their favorite University, especially when their team is playing a hated rival. The Michigan - Notre Dame rivalry can be traced back to 1887, just one example of the rabid fan bases which are built and continue to grow through several generations of diehard college football fans. And with mobile Internet access now more prevalent than fixed web access, legal college football betting is an activity which can take place anywhere and at any time, as long as a reliable Internet connection can be established.

With multiple estimates that more than $2 billion worldwide is wagered on just the NCAA football championship game each year, it is obvious there is a global need for college football wagering not just in the United States, but around the world as well. The worldwide reach of the Internet is the perfect delivery system for legalized gambling on college football and other sporting events. The problem for years is and has been that football lovers in the US and other countries sometimes suffer under the mistaken belief that placing a wager on their favorite college football team is an illegal endeavor. However, sports betting online in some countries has even become as acceptable as to have its place on popular social networks, and more countries are legalizing online sports betting all the time. And as you are about to see, there are those websites which legally support US residents and travelers betting on college football games.

Current Status of Online College Football Betting Legality in the US


Yes, online college football betting is legally available to US citizens, though many of them do not even know it. The UIGEA legislation governing unlawful Internet gambling only attacked how online gambling transactions were processed, and these laws were directed at operators to ensure that bettors' interests were protected. And while there are a few gambling friendly states like New Jersey, Nevada and Delaware which have already passed Internet gambling legislation in some form, the vast majority of states in the US have not chimed in on their thoughts about the legality of their residents placing a wager on the outcome of a football contest online.

However, since the beginning of time, when the opportunity presents itself in a particular marketplace, there are always intelligent business owners more than willing to step in and fill the void. In this case companies which are legally licensed to offer online gambling, and which have been certified and are located outside of the United States, can offer their product and services to Americans via the Internet. This makes it acceptable for American citizens, and global college football lovers, to enjoy some betting on college football games from the comfort and privacy of their smartphone, tablet, laptop or desktop PC. Learn more about these sports betting sites in our detailed online sportsbook reviews.

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What did this lighthouse say to the airlines and the fishermen of the world? Come strobe with me, for the halibut. Yeah Dick Wolf, and Paul Pedersen; maybe my Pan Geico humor remains on a five year olds level, but I'd much rather be me, than any of you rotten stinker bastards, who just see the ugliness of the world as a way for you to exploit and get rich off its sorrow. I know I was seen coming from a far off. Still, Dave beat them all, PP, and has no room to ever say a word about you, sir. He stole my death money, him and that fuckiGN crook Mike Devlin from Ewing, New Jersey. There's a special place reserved in hell for folks that do some things, you know, torture little children, sell used cars, and all manner of this kind of evil shit, YO!





















ALL SAVANTS KNOW THIS ONE WELL; 'THE END'.



The Bum Classification



CHAPTER 00013



BEGINNING TRANSMISSION.





When I lived in Quakertown, Pennsylvania, USA, as a child; I had powerful dreaming interactions with lightning, at ages six and seven years. But while that was going on, I would have ''dead kids'' come up to me, in parks and playgrounds, and tell me that they ''came from heaven''. You can quote that. But lightning came to me in another Pennsylvania town a few years even earlier than this, when I was age three and four, living in a home with my parents they rented, called, Levittown, also in Pennsylvania. I talked to you all about the bible referencing the three heavens. I got the distinct impression from some things that happened directly following my posting of those words, that I was being screwed with. In round about clever ways, someone tried to let me know that this was not spoken in the bible, IMHO, call me weird and paranoid, as I'm quite used to it! It is in there all right, but I went onto tell what the bible only tells if you know the powerful truths that no words can speak unless you become chosen to have something pass into and through you, while alive in waking hyperspace, that knows all, reveals all, and chooses but a handful each millennia. This would be called, and I know that I didn't invent it by any means; MORIANITY.









Roulette was brought to my attention when I met up with a team of three humans that I was absolutely programmed and destined to rub elbows with in my late twenties, Everett Simpson, Herbert Letts, and George Belton. The place I met these strange fellows was a used car lot, that was only a mile or so away from my apartment number 1802, at the Robin Hill Complex, in Voorhees Township, New Jersey. This lot was in the neighboring town of Magnolia, as in the blossoms, and country tune, that was just a year back from the time I happened to make contact with this place, and these folks. I also was programmed and destined in very similar manner, by HALLS powerful FAWCES, to make direct contact with a dude in Atlantic City, on the beach just a dozen yards or so south of the Central Pier, and the place right there on its south side, that I always label as Ziggy's Jetty. This dude appeared and vanished out of literally nowhere, and told me things at the tender age of nineteen and a half years, in the summer time of 1974, that led me to literally within 24 hours or so after being in contact, become as enlightened as a Buddhist Monk, regarding cosmic oneness.

















OCTOBER 29, 2015,

THURSDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:46,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.

CURRENT TEMPERATURE IS 81 DEGREES FNHT.

RANGE TODAY---------(H-84/L-70).

RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 79%, IT FEELS LIKE 87.

WIND IS E AT 7, WITH A SMALL GUST TO 8.









29 years ago today, I lost two games straight, playing roulette in Atlantic City. The second game was played at Trump's Castle Casino Hotel, where the Marina Hotel later came to be, in the same building structure. Losing these two games back to back, along with being in a brand new condition since the past August fifteenth, where shit was going wrong monstrously and horrendously; I decided I could not risk playing any longer, and took my remaining money, and put it towards moving out of that Cherry Hill home, and that evil demonic landlord, Richard Karpf; which took place the following year, 1987, around early or middle spring time. That was the end of my playing roulette in Atlantic City, professionally, and forced me to return back into the job market, and doing security duty again, which I fucking cunt despised. It is most probably why I wrote the lyrics to a song called, “Ocean's Sodom”, about Atlantic City, and Trump's hellhole casino; that broke me and wiped out my entire life, forever and ever. A (WD-HACK) was repaired!!!









OCEAN'S SODOM © MARK WAYNE MOHR 1987

WRITTEN NOVEMBER, 1986.









The night the Castle broke me, how life has changed since then



Their queen Irene fulfilled their dream, and forced me from their den



Glittering lights block out the stars except those made by man



Booming sounds and thrilling sights of which I'm not a fan



The waves roll up and back again the winds blow hard and strong



But no one's listening number ten all bets down don't have long



The sun can shine down bright and hot the moon romances lovers share



Yet night is great to win jackpot by day the signs don't swim beware



Listen hard with all your ear why hear ye not the cry



Plastic pleasures win their tear while losers just plain die



Eight months came and eight months went I couldn't lose a dime

Money made and money spent and wow the perfect crime



And then the gambling fever hit more chances did I take



My system's mighty throat was slit one day I lost my stake



Memories burn forever bright of days played by the sea



But now I'm in eternal night a dying worthless me



Oh the night the Castle broke me how life has changed since then



Their queen Irene fulfilled their dream and forced me from their den



Glittering lights block out the stars except those made by man



Booming sounds and thrilling sights of which I'm not a fan









Yes I wish I could look up the actress who played Serena Collins in that 'through the looking glass parallel-time' in the great TV hit sixties show, called, “Dark Shadows”. Talk about where it all began, 29 years ago. Holy Moley Ringworm Scratching Molly, sixteen times over, without Patty's awesome candles. Hey you were right all along, Ziggy, but all of you, Adele, Helen, whatever. I sure don't know nuttin' YO! These mother fuckiGN scum bags across from me have been going in and out all god dam mother fuckiGN day long, annoying me to shit, Sheriff. As if you could fuckiGN care in the least about asshole pitiful non-Ronstadt little puny insignificant me!!!!!!!!!!!!!









Everything in my nightmare fucking life, totally reminds me exactly, of the story told on the internet, as well as on many BERMUDA TRIANGLE DOCUMENTARIES; where the radio station fucking talk show host was commandeered, equipment-wise, by those calling themselves, and I QUOTE, the {{{(((“MILLIONTH-COUNCIL”)))}}}. Every mother fucking twat eating claim that I ever make, or have made, or will go on making on these dam blogs, is totally true and accurate; and can be backed up by anybody with the fucking desire to GOOGLE around, and find it all out for themselves, my BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





THERE IS NO WAY TOM REALE, IN JULY OF 1970, WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET, THAT NIGHT OF THE FIREWORKS; IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT, AND WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY!



































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To be completely honest, lads and lassies; it is beyond surreal and weird, times three billion; to know all the stuff that I know. But laugh at me all you want to because I do know what I know. There is a whole lot of fuckiGN shit I don't know a dam thing about. All I ever claimed is that I know what I know. I also know that for anyone out there who ever doubts; there is proof to my entire story from hell. You just don't want to ever get that proof, because just like that dam ass cop up in Williamstown, and back in fucking 1994, and to quote this wonderful marvelous terrific dude; “I don't believe this Mister Mohr, because I don't wanna' believe it”! Actually the “it” word for a perfect quote, needs to be substituted with the words, “my country would ever do it”. Still, whatever, to quote the mighty congressman, back before he ever was one. Since those days, oh kind sir, most of us grew up, as did Mister Mackey's star pupil, who went onto lead the great and powerful Federal Communications Commission, and went from immaturity and infantile behaving boyhood, right smack-dab into this fine gentlemen, who was the FCC Director for years, and once my very good pal. Yes most of us grew up, and faced the facts that Iraq did not have weapons of mass destruction, and a zillion other examples of this, that all went down. We may not like the truth, but denying reality can only serve to be an eventual worse fate, should we insist on choosing to conduct ourselves, with that twisted mind set. I promise you all this little piece of dam wisdom, folks!









Let me take my twisted broken life now, and vanish into obscurity and oblivion. You see, another fact that I had to personally face, from learning many hidden secrets, that pulsate throughout cosmos, yet are on the tuning frequency of most people's human radar system for ever picking up on any of it; is that roulette taught me many of life's hidden secrets, right down to why I played this game for years, gambled in Atlantic City, and did my music for decades. My mother learned this same secret, but wasn't able to handle the cosmic fallout of her newly acclaimed wisdom from these dark and hidden halls that many label, 'the occult'. This word just means HIDDEN. She messed with solitaire games using ordinary cards, and told me that her games were beginning to speak to her. I knew what she was getting into without her being the wiser for wear, because of my experiences with playing roulette in Atlantic City. I to this day, am not totally sure whether it was the solitaire shit she was doing, or Paula King Senior, murdering her literally (in her sleep), and most likely life has taught me another tid bit of dam wisdom, the AND AND AND verses the OR OR OR theory, as I have labeled and termed this. In other words the odds favor the fact that both of these things most likely contributed equally to her demise, on the day following Christmas, of 1997. But yes, cards and numbers and gaming stuff has a unique hidden power. It showed me truths of how shit all around us is literally programmed to operate, and how we all can so easily effect the rest of cosmos, in small, medium, and even very large ways, and do in fact do this all the dam time. My blogs discussed how five people with favorite numbers, all going to a gaming table for roulette play at a casino, can put HALLS FAWCES into play, in ways that to this day, even expert Quantum Physicists are totally clueless about, with all their formulas. But if they were to ever take what I know and combine it with what they know, the entire world could be ruled. I may sound like Hitler here, but I am just telling you the facts. Maybe this is why cosmic destiny interferes and prevents me, from ever telling my shit, to meaningful and powerful peeps, who might just stop to take it seriously; the way that University of Pennsylvania, Professor Deturch did, back in 1991. His words to me, and you may quote this; “Mark, you have created a brand new mathematical discipline”. I do not brag here, but merely tell facts. Even the mighty mind of Einstein insisted that the game of Roulette is not beatable, unless you can successfully cheat the dealer. Again, a quote from the great OTHER MAN OF HAIR, Cousin Don! Yet in 1986, I used parallel event to do just that, and no, I never tried to cheat. You don't want to get caught playing THAT GAME in Atlantic City. IPYT!!!









The time was back in 1984, and things all started after Donald J. Trump opened up his first casino in Atlantic City, New Jersey; the Trump Plaza Hotel. Still, Alex Jones says it best, and I could never hold a candle flame up to his sun, on my best freaking day, the NSA CULT, which is NASA with the first letter-A removed, makes 'Orwell's 1984' prophecies from decades before that, seem tamer and sillier than any child's game played, anywhere at any playground the world over; YO YO YO YO BRO!!!!!!!!!! What can I say, Jay-Jay Evans??????????????????? Now this is all fine and well, but a lot more connects into shit than this just being my 29th anniversary of Trump kicking my fuckiGN ass, because I was reckless, and abused a great system; and never was able to make a successful come back ever since, because of that August 15, 1986 problem. But is this problem only as old as that date, Howard Orlando Solomon? Talk about strobelights, train trips, and people telling my mother, powerful, and strange things. Why would that throat specialist in 1984, call my mother at her office and say to her, regarding me and my choking problem back then, “That's not his problem Misses Mohr”????????? Lots and lots and lots of strange things were all connected up here, just like those five fucking gamer players at a roulette table, who all are keeping track of numbers that come out a little more dependably than other numbers do, for them. One may be playing 3, 26, 30, and zero. Another may be playing zero, 4, 14, 19, 22, and 35. Yet another may be playing 14, 17, 33, and double zero. You get the idea. To each of them, these numbers come out with some slight preponderance over the others in long run play action, within the total 38 numbers in a roulette game. But the interaction of these players all at one gaming table, WOW; now where do I, and Professor Kaku, and Albert Einstein even, begin this discussion? All these other scientists never dared to try applying ANY PART OF QUANTUM DYNAMICS and theory into real life, and their own personal lives, as did I. This is because I played roulette while I played that other game, and not the one invented by god dam Milton Bradley, called LIFE. The other life, real life, my life. Keyboards from Petahell, Lenny McKinnon; we could start with just this; or easily branch off into dozens of fuckiGN things, from my mysterious chocking condition of June 4, 1983, and apply this very same thing, along the lines of those players all playing THEIR OWN NUMBERS, but at one particular table; huh Governor Kean????????????????? Do I get a mother fucking MACY-WOW yet, or is everybody a totally brain dead mother fuckiGN moron, YO????????????????????????



















Folks, I can tell you some shit that would make you go as crazy forever as PP's Jersey associate, and Joe Paget, my co-security guard, combined. That, as Jennifer Washburn put it so eloquently; would prove not a whole lot, so let me just say this, in nice easy lingo. As of this present second, my belief systems are not complex, unless as with anything, you wish to make it appear as though it is a lot more than it is.












Yes ladies and gentlemen, hope burns eternal. I know this might get me a great big dam kiss from lovely luscious Twinbay, from EHT, up in New Jersey??????????? Oh yeah, I'll bet you never thought you'd hear words like that, coming from asshole little me! WOW, I did say, Lois Foca 1980, the one and only 1980. Well I may not be Bob the vampire, TDA, or Roseann either; or even the retired carpenter from the future, back in 1981; but I knew then, I was not imagining any of this wild stuff, by pure Yogi Berra anti-happenstance-logic!!!! WEEEEE! Hey, maybe I just said Keyboards From Petahell, mysterious chocking illnesses, weird people in the throat specialty business, and really wacky used car lot folks of Magnolia. Well, I sure don't want to get the late Frank Callio too excited over lots of pwetty fwowers, for crissake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









As things grew into what they were, around the time I was obsessed with locating the mysterious teenaged girl from my past, in Atlantic City, New Jersey; I needed no convincing from the most powerful ten top peeps on Planet Earth, that what I was going through was real, and that psychiatry had nothing to do with shit. Still, Sarah allowed me to collect disability, and to the world, I had become not only the crazy nut I always was basically considered to be, but now I was LEGALLY CERTIFIED. Many things need to be done in this life to people who find out too many fucking cunt secrets that are total ''NO-NO'' things to be found out. The difference with me on all of this is something quite fucking mind blowing and breaking. This entire deal was to get me to become aware, ONE BY ONE BY ONE, of each and every one of these horrendous dirty big secrets. This way I could legitimately pile up Earthly and even cosmic enemies, and just look like to quote the great Doctor Bruce Goldberg, “A NUT”, in his marvelous untrumpable book from the late nineties, “Time Travelers From Our Future”. James T. Burr of Gloucester Sharks City, New Jersey, said something to me in 1975, that takes all of this powerful story and literally amplifies it like an antenna 1500 feet high, and taking mega doses of mechanical steroids. He said, “Mark, things don't just happen, and people aren't just born weird like you, to have weird lives. More has to be behind a magic door than what we are able to see”. WOW for crissake cubed. Just substitute that magic door for a great and powerful set of curtains hiding a man from Kansas, at the end of a very long bizarre looking tunnel shaped hallway. Hey, George Strait, YO; NEED I SAY MORE”?









If anyone on Planet Earth knows and has the fucking ability to verify my true story, ALL OF IT, it is the mother fucking UNITED STATES FREAKING COPYRIGHT OFFICE DOWN IN WASHINGTON, FREAKING, DISTRICT OF FREAKING COLUMBIA, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I suppose for the past six years, I would need to change this to up at the Copyright Office.







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Since the fourth day in June, in 1983, at 10:30 Post Meridian, I have had my mysterious glandular and choking problems. I have given my word and made a deal to not go all the way and stop the process of proof, as I call it, that the great TAWF did all that they did to me, as long as I am permitted to survive the latest antics of the Milituforce. If they want these blogs to stop all together, I am willing to do that as well, even though they go on persecuting me and ruining my life to the day I die. Today I will find out if they are willing to go along with this deal. They did not go along with that deal, so now, the 20-20 census will wipe out humanity with huge secrets told officially to this dam government,Sheriff Mascara sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





It was no fun at all, being kept by the two zoo-keeping wardens, Ann King and her daughter Dawn-Marie. But I lived through this hell on top of my physical agony and other Otammic-Milituforce drama and trauma, and here I am today, living in Fort Pierce, Florida, and still alive and breathing, the gods willing. The minute they are not willing, this is when we all kiss the mud, bite the dust, and meet the Queen, in more ways than one, and without any TV repairs, or visits to northeast Philadelphia. WOW THAT, great awesome Macy Bunch! And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE too. I was shocked that ann turned on me, but blood is thicker than water, and Frank Lombardo appears to be right all along. I was brought up with a mother who didn't put much stock on 'family'. A lot of people pay homage and lip service to their so-called ideas. I do not wander or vacillate from my basic truths and principles. Not a brag folks, and if anything, maybe it is a curse for me. I don't care about anything, and at this point, wish I could move into an entirely new life and forget this ever happened at all. I swear to all that is holy, that this is the truth. Dawn really did in fact, bring it one. We all know that. Hopefully now, a cosmic justice will punish her for hurting an already tormented soul so badly, after I did no more than favor after favor for this wretched entity, that passed herself off for a human being.

















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Here is what has happened. Illegally, numerous channels on my COMCAST CABLE, HAS BEGUN TO PUT COPYGUARD MACROVISION ON THEIR TRANSMISSION. You are not able to make a tape with a blank video VHS tape, or any kind of recording digital or analogue. To see which channels do this, prove it for yourself, folks. Connect up any recorder to your television, and rather than wait and wonder as the picture dims and fades out and in and gets all screwed up, just hit your screen display counter on your recorder machine. As soon as you surf to a channel that illegally is charging you and yet stopping you from making your own video, which you paid the right for in the monthly bill for your TV service as well as hidden costs that are kicked back to the music and movie industries every time you buy any recording machine or any kind of tape or disc or any analogue or digital retrieval medium. YOU PAY FOR THIS, yet they are stopping you. ICPE-TECK is the reason they did this, anything that they can do to make these markets reach that 17,000-mark, by the end of March, JUST AS I MOTHER FUCKING TOLD YOU, LOVELY ARM-BREAKER 1998 GINA!!! Don't listen to me folks, but can see I have been right all along for more than eight mother fucking cock sucking years now, there is no denying what is right up in your cunt lapping face! Here is what really pisses me off. As soon as they totally screwed me out of having any kind of way to record any longer, paying off every single mother fucking repair shop in five counties, the COMCAST-TRUMP Organization, in league with the great Hub-Cap Hammer-Destroyer Company, REMOVED THE COPYGUARD. I plan to find out what happened to my old school pal from Cooley-Hall, Mister McDowell. I also plan to sue a lot of billionaire fuckiGN bastards for every penny they have!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YO!







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Hay, before anyone anywhere was where they are in the here and the now, and I HAVE WITNESSES TO THIS IF THEY STILL ARE ALIVE, know about my wild DREAM where lightning came to me in 1984 and said to me, quote, “Little boy, that is my number, 3 to the power of three, 27, and then after hearing her voice, the same one I sent to the © Office in 1988 where she said, “I KNOW”, she had me standing at the Golden Nugget Hotel and Casino in Atlantic city that now is where the HILTON CASINO stands, same building; her lightning had come in from the roof, down through every floor, and she struck the number on the display layout at the roulette table where I was playing the game in this WILD DREAM. Ask Evelyn, Jimmy Dean, or Cuzz Christine Myers if she is 'still-alive', to use a 'mortal world word'. And then if not, ask HANDS WASHING DAVID, or his pal DEEZY SLIM, from the mighty and wonderful YOUTUBE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





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As I said, and now reiterate because it's of major dam importance: Using the Fascitar, and having the knowledge of where to go, once you apparently seem to wake up into PLANK, or (the purgatory), astral or spiritual existence, of thought equals instantaneous reality duplication; is step one. Step two is when you are on the Astral-Plane, your very first thought needs to be, I wish to be with the Almighty Goddess in the capitol city (heaven) (GOD) or however any one of you reading these words is more comfortable saying it; and when correctly mastered, which takes the average man or woman or teenager, about one to two weeks of three days a week practice; you will get your mind blown so far that it will not ever be what it was before you went.











Here is the magical FASCITAR. What people don't get is just how powerful this shit really and truly is. If I tried to charge $1,000.00 to send these instructions to you, printed on super fancy U. S. mint type of paper and printed on some wild brew of ink, you would all say it was valuable. That is how fuckiGN stupid people of Planet Earth are. I am giving away the fuckign mint, and most everyone alive is saying, “screw you Mountainpen”! Well, I am still giving it away. Even the great Mizz Know-It-All from 1974 only knew part of this. The final part is never printed or wasn't, not in 1969 when new copies were retrieved from a lost Mayan culture from the stars, or some other crap the AAT Club might dream up. I already know there is only one world that counts, and anything else is a bunch of illusion and shit.







Lay down on a flat comfortable surface, and be sure it is dark and quiet. If you need to wear a blindfold and put ear-buds in with some white noise repeating looped sound track, do it. It is best to be unclothed, but 'whatever' to quote my old 1975 pal, Bob Andrews! Those living alone or in any situation where they can do this in a private room, dark and quiet, will receive the best and quickest successful results. But don't lose hope when it won't happen on your first try. I don't know one dam Tibetan Guru who got it oon their first try. You only need to actually DO two steps. The first part of the four things you need to do, as well as the fourth; merely need to be mastered by repetition. For those who know of and practiced stuff, such as what you'll find in Robert Monroe's great book on the subject of 'astral-projection', throw away all the shit you think you know about this topic, and merely begin all over again as though this is all totally new to you. His stuff may or may not work for various people, but I assure you that you will not be able to accomplish the results that the Fascitar will bring to you, once you master its unfathomable secret, and develop this quite outlandish skill.









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You need to feel divinely blissful. In order to do this, while laying motionless in your dark quiet solitude; you must learn to daydream. Even people such as me, with rotten lives, can daydream. All of us no matter what, have something somewhere, that pretending this is surrounding you; would make you feel almost giddy and high, naturally of course. Don't confuse this with step-2, as things may appear similar, but they are not really. Each step needs to be done. You must follow this to an exact tee, no cheating, and no exceptions to the rule. So find something in your life that totally tops your number ten list for things you look back on and go, 'Oh shit was that mind bending cool and wonderful, squared'! Fixate on that thing that is a ten with a double bullet in your cap, and pretend it is all around you. When I did this, I used my times at the Atlantic City beaches in 1969, when Ziggy and I enjoyed swims, and talks together; and had a really cool time. This is not done over and over as the next step item I talk about needs to be done. This instead is done but once, but you keep doing it until you almost feel a tingling sensation,from the happy feelings pulsating throughout you. If you do this right, and wasn't born in prison or hell, and find the right thing in your life to remember; you will get that divine blissful feeling of ecstasy, and with out using stupid sixty hippie drugs to get there. Once you reach the end of step-1, we move onto step two.







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This is where you operate a two-part instruction system that may seem ridiculous and stupid. Following it precisely however; is key to your success in becoming a skilled user of Fascitar. Choose a person or place that you wish to visit. Yes, I told you this would seem to be a lot like step-1. It isn't. It needs to be followed very carefully. You need to do it ten times, so don't make the daydream real long with a million twists and turns like in some James Bond thriller. Keep it reasonably simply. Visualize your spirit essence sort of oozing out of your body as if an elephant were to step on a very large tube of toothpaste. After this, and have your road map clear in your mind, begin your journey. Remember this must be run like a tape in your mind, and the precise number of ten repetitions is pivotal for making this work. When I used to do this after my mom brought home this wild information from her office, I would choose a person to visit and tell them to call me on the telephone. I did this with two people, and they both called me. This is real folks, not some parlor trick game. Don't mess with this unless you truly want to prove to yourself that life and death is a big hoax, and that your true self is not contained in your current physical housing or shell, (body). So whatever it might be, keep it about 30-90 seconds long, but concentrate hard, and don't mock this thing, because if you do it correctly and take it seriously, you'll be in for the shock of your life that you don't need any fucking illegal drugs like LSD or any of it, to take mind bending trips outside of ordinary reality, and see the results even, should you wish to, as did I. Again I stress that you need to do this ten times, not 8, not 9, not 11, not 12, BUT TEN TMES! Once you reach the end of step-2, we move onto step three.







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This also is a rote item, where you must do the following thing, exactly 6 TIMES. This is where you command your astral body, silently in your mind, to leave you in several hours, and go and do what you just imagined, whatever that my have been. You are totally free to change that up each time you practice this procedure, but you must stay with this exact 'trip' in each individual practice session. You are free to command your astral-body to leave you and go on that imagined-journey, in 3 hours, or 2, or 4, or whatever you personally feel comfortable with, but the idea is that you need an hour to fall asleep and be asleep physically, minimum, and then, depending on if you are a light sleeper who never sleeps without waking up much past 3 hours, you need to adjust the timing to your own personal needs and physical habits, based on your sleep habits, badder weakness, and other situations. Once you reach the end of step-3, we move onto step four.









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This is that magic part that I will give you from a lot of personal experience. It won't be found in any mystery-texts from Mayan ruins to the mountains of Tibet, or anywhere on this planet. I promise you that. Most if not all people who succeed in this occult exercise, will wake up into a waking-freeze state. Your muscles freeze up when you dream, because if they didn't, you would have a high probability of injuring yourself in your body while having nightmares, at various points of your life. Some people can have limited mobility as they go in-between dream and waking states, and many a spouse has the black eye to prove that, unless wife dear or hubby boy is using the excuse to belt his or her significant other and get away with it. Still, all joking aside; I'll move on. This exercise will eventually cause you to wake up asleep. This is when your original trip that you may or many not remember with your conscious mind, has ended, but you now are in 100% absolute control over a new trip and dream, and you can enter hyperspace from that point, or move off the physical hyperspace, and onto the ASTRAL-PLANE (the Purgatory). You can do this at will, and you will have no trouble whatsoever doing this, IF that is, you are aware of what is happening to you at this magical point, and can properly take control and keep calm, because numerous things will happen to most people who do this, and end up awake in a dream in their bed. While awake in this dream, you will see your room clearly, and it will appear to move in two parts, almost like windshield wipers in a car. You also will hear a buzzing wine type of sound, that is almost nauseating. You may feel your heart go faster, and then just stop abruptly, but this is a pure illusion. You don't need to have a beating heart, to be dreaming. A doctor will disagree, but they cannot grasp the higher stuff that is being talked about in these instructions. My point however to all of this is that you need to get past the fear. You will experience a blast of fear like nothing you can imagine, because mortal life is all we remember when we are inside of it, and we think we are dying or dead in this wild new condition, along with sounds and visions that become very scary to even the biggest cons in the prison yards. They fear dying just like all of you do. But you MUST GET BEYOND THAT FEAR to make the Fascitar work for you. This is the really powerful part and step, because getting to the mountaintop so to speak is great, but not if after we get there, someone steals our shoes and our coat and we must turn back and go home. When you reach the point where you can wake up frozen, and then instead of commanding your higher self (astral-body) to go somewhere, which in truth nothing ever really goes anywhere, as we are not even here to begin with; but don't try tackling that crap right now folks; but when you reach that point, this is when you need to just will yourself and see yourself on the ASTRAL-PLANE. I don't even will myself there first and then to any particular interaction there in the purg. I will myself from my bed, straight into the great capitol city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, or (HEAVEN) by your religious systems. Now I am not saying that doing this won't totally alter your life. Even big Oprah Winfrey knows that it does, and had a lady on her show, back when she had her show on network-television, in the middle nineteen-nineties. She'll remember this lady if you ask her about this, and then show her these words of Fascitar. I know 95% of my audience are big shots who know her well. Go ahead, put me to the test, and see if I fail your credibility meter!









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